A Question of Music?

A friend recently asked me why music was such an integral part of my characters. Not so much in Through The Fire but most certainly with the first two books in the O’Conner Sisters Trilogy.  My friend pointed out I don’t listen to music, yet both Cat Conners and Esperanza O’Conner were famous award winning singers.

As a deaf woman, music is not a part of my life. My sounds come from what my eyes experience around me. Take me to the museum. Let me stand before a Monet, Rembrandt, Pollack or even Yayoi Kusama and I see the music in their work.

I wasn’t born deaf, however. It was a process that took almost forty years. I knew it was happening and I readied myself. I understood one day I would not hear the music on the radio or television.

I did grieve, yet that was many, many years ago.

However, I remember.

I remember the musical, CATS. I remember Johnny Mathis and Ella Fitzgerald. Bette Midler was always playing in my car and house. Chaka Kahn (we are birthday twins) I remember the power of her voice. She was the last person I saw in concert before the last of my hearing went. Her old repertoire, the music I grew up with, I heard as if I were listening to my old LPs. Her new songs, I had no idea what was going on; there was no memory of it.

So to have the O’Conner twins both accomplished musical artists is not a stretch for me.

I don’t hear their music. Cat Conners singing The Man That Got Away immortalized by the great Judy Garland. Nor Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue as played on the Steinway Grand Piano by Esperanza O’Conner.


And remembering is enough.

Remembering makes a Pollack sound as if an experimental Jazz Ensemble were splashed on the canvas. It makes a Monet sound like the music outside a Paris Café. Finally, Yayoi Kusama’s “Infinity Mirrored Room – Aftermath of Obliteration of Eternity,” which I recently saw at the Seattle Art Museum, was a chorus of angels weeping songs for the lost souls of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. It broke my heart!

I Remember!

And remembering is enough.

Thank you for your time and as always “Keep Reading!”

Raj Lowenstein



Harvey, Part Two

Watching the story of Harvey on the television was difficult for us, as it was for most people with family and friends living on the Texas and Louisiana cost. We kept in touch with those who we were worried for as best as we could knowing they had more to worry about than promptly replying to our request for updates.

It was not the tragedy of Harvey, while that was foremost in our hearts and minds, that often drew our attention, but the common every day individuals who risked themselves to safe complete strangers. Those, who without asking, went to search and rescue pets that were abandoned by their humans to fend for themselves.

These are the stories that will be remembered and recounted. This quiet heroes who braved the high water, as I know the Houston area, the snakes and alligators, to help these are the people we want to emulate.

The different communities and organizations who helped those in need because it was the correct thing to do…Gallery Furniture – Mattress Mack, the Muslim Community, HEB, the wonderful American Sign Language interpreters who provided access to communication, the First Responders…these are a few of those I give a prayer of thanks to.

I will continue to pray and send warm fuzzy thoughts to those I know in the aftermath of Harvey.

Thank you for your time and as always “Keep Reading!”

Raj Lowenstein